A Doberman's Tail
A Doberman's Tail.
My master is snoring on the sofa, he has been asleep all afternoon. I see dribble coming from his mouth.
I push my cold nose upon his hand, and tap his knee with my giant paw.
Trying to wake up the boss , "what we've got here is a very serious
language barrier!". My eyes are pleading, my nose pushing, my paw prodding, it's time, it's time, it's time to go out boss I say. "Woof, Wake up boss".
That breaks his snoring, grunt, snort, yawn, my master stir's, rubs his eyes scratches his head and looks at me.
"Hi big boy, is that time again ?". "Yes Boss. He yawns again, and gets to his feet. "fetch a leash boy". I bolt for the hallway to pickup my lead, and run back too the boss with it in my mouth. "Good Job", he replies. Wagging my tail.
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